Episode 81
“Beautiful magic?”
When Brim Ludwig, who was spoon-feeding oatmeal to Bran, asked in a surprised voice, Elin huffed and flopped down on a chair.
“So… … “The theme of the senior match is this, but isn’t that too much of an attack on Lane?”
“Miss, you’re doing it again, how much Senior Madelia cares about our Lane.”
“Not the president, but other professors! “You must be jealous of Lane.”
Seri, who was eating roasted garlic and spice salad for breakfast, tilted her head.
“Aunt, why is that?”
“Ouch, you pathetic! Don’t you know what our family’s blood limit is? It’s power, power! “It’s far from virtuosic magic!”
On the other hand, what about the Warden family? Needless to say, they were masters of inorganic summoning and were experts in magical crafts.
And what about the Harimun school?
Since Rigwind types are all sound experts, they have historically performed extremely well in these tests.
“Are you saying that your brother is at a disadvantage?!”
“It’s not that I’m at a disadvantage, but I’m at a level where I’m fighting with my bare body while everyone else is holding a spear knife.”
Brim also quietly tapped the desk with his fingertips, as if he was slightly concerned.
“There was only one test where I was able to beat him, and that was this test.”
Then Seri’s expression brightened for an instant.
“Then wouldn’t it be okay for your mother to help Brother Laine? She just needs to tell me what to do.”
“That’s not possible.”
“why?”
“Seri, the wizard is. “In the face of life’s problems that block our future, we grow step by step by thinking of solutions, agonizing, and pondering alone.”
You don’t grow by just solving one or two more math problems.
“But… … .”
Brim concluded his words while lovingly stroking the head of his daughter, who had a sad expression on her face.
“How can you be a parent if you rob your child of the opportunity to grow?”
* * *
That evening, Lane sat on a chair in the dormitory and just looked up at the ceiling for a long time.
‘I was able to talk to Kayden for a while through Nora’s introduction, but somehow it gets more complicated.’
At first, I thought he was just a quiet guy, but he said he was just born mute and couldn’t speak.
That’s why they communicate by carrying around a notebook and a quill pen.
[There’s nothing I can’t tell you about our school’s beautiful magic, but… … .]
He was so expressionless that you would think he had no focus, but when he held the Seven Coins, which symbolize the Harimun School, in his hand, his impression completely changed.
The sharp blade that can only be seen in people who take magic seriously shined brightly in their eyes.
[It is said in the world that the Rigwind type uses sound magic, but the order is wrong. [I use magic with sound.]
– … … ?
[Do you know that there is an invisible wavelength in magical power, and that that wavelength touches providence and makes supernatural abilities come true?]
The Rigwind type has used magic by materializing such waves into sound.
There, the Harimun school uses chilhyeongeum, which has the most strings among the schools that deal with gold.
Wavelength and range suitable for fire attribute magic, intensity and tremor suitable for earth attribute magic… … It means that all that beauty can be embodied.
[The range of notes I can handle here is the 7 octaves.]
– Eight intervals?
– In a musical scale, it refers to an interval with an interval of 8 degrees above and below.★
Whether Nora took a moment to explain or not, Kayden continued to write down her words in her notebook.
[The fierceness of fire, the calmness of water, the vastness of the earth and the freshness of the wind… … I can express all of that through the music I want.]
– … … !
[To be honest, the moment you receive a topic… … I was confident I would win. I’m not really interested in the chief position, but I’m sorry. Because the teacher is here, I can’t do it roughly.]
In this way, I had come to enjoy a feast of sounds that were several times richer, more brilliant, and more beautiful than the Yanar I had met at
I was moved by the realization that the world of magic was truly huge, and at the same time, I fell into the agony of forgetting the passage of time.
‘In terms of visuals, Christa is several times superior, and in terms of hearing, Kayden has an absolute advantage… … .’
Can this huge gap be bridged with at most one day left?
Christa said.
I’ve been building it up my whole life.
Perhaps Kayden’s years of experience are supporting his skills… … Because magic is always honest.
‘What do I have that those two don’t have?’
The only things that can be considered as strengths of the Rin era are attack magic that destroys enemy lines and defense magic that repels such attacks… … .
‘No, what is beauty to me in the first place?’
Before thinking about beautiful magic, let’s go over that first. Something beautiful, something I thought was beautiful… … .
‘If you’re beautiful, Rista?’
No, does it mean anything to think of a person? It’s not a person, it’s something… … Have you ever seen or heard something that almost brought you to tears?
– Lin, this way! Look at this flower!
Suddenly, Rista’s voice passed through my ears, and the blade that had been ruthlessly piercing a corner of my soul trembled, causing a surge of pain.
– It’s a flower garden that’s too romantic for a cute little kid like Rin.
okay. That’s right, Friede.
The flower field I saw with you that day… … It was a flower garden so beautiful that I knew it as a child.
The laughter that came from longing was pushed out. At the sound of laughter, Fifi, who had been dozing off while sitting on Lane’s head, woke up.
“Pifi, do you remember that flower field you saw before crossing the continent?”
“Flower garden, flower garden, flower garden.”
Smiling, he put his red-stone glasses on his eyes and took out a pencil and pencil. This was a gift from Kasena.
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The crystal, shining with red light, gathered the faint light of the night and focused it on the wearer’s gaze.
Even under the midnight lights, my eyes feel incredibly comfortable… … I thought there would be no problem even if I stayed up all night studying.
“I’m going to try making that flower garden with magic. Would you mind taking a look and comparing?”
Dandelions are blooming all over the horizon.
Chirping like birds are singing.
Lista’s strong yet warm hand grabbed my arm… … I’d like to draw the scenery of the most beautiful day in my life using magic.
* * *
The second-year final exams, excluding the senior finals, were also captured. Perhaps because only students who had already been selected remained, the prevailing opinion was that it was an obvious result.
The finalists were Sandra Keppel, Triwis, and Aldean. They were all top, second, and third place candidates in the midterm exam.
For this reason, expectations were high for the final match for the first-year students, known as the Golden Generation, and the audience at the Yonghyeol Stadium was a great success from the morning.
“
When Deputy Professor Kyle, who received the OK sign from the moderators, said that, the audience immediately became dead quiet.
“Master of the midterms, Cadet Lane Ludwig.”
When the name was called and a handsome black-haired boy walked out, the noise became increasingly noisy.
“Cadet Krista Warden, top student in the midterm exam. And 4th place in the midterm, Cadet Cadet.”
As a beautiful girl with earth-toned hair and a boy with a sword on his back entered one after another, the cheers reached such a level that the stadium left.
“The theme of this year’s first-year seniors’ finals is [Beauty]!”
It’s beauty… … The eyebrows of Chaihak’s vice-dean, who was sitting in the audience, slightly shook.
“Isn’t this a topic that seems more likely to be a one-on-one between the Warden and Harimun rather than a three-way battle?”
Then Professor Owen, who was sitting next to him, nodded as if he agreed.
“I would have thought the same if some other stupid bastard had been the head cadet… … .”
“Hmm?”
“I f*cking don’t know about this one. “That damn smart guy is sitting in the head seat.”
Although the onlookers in the stadium were mostly predicting that Christa or Kayden would win, they couldn’t help but have some expectations.
Why wouldn’t it be?
The formidable multiple calculation skills that Lane Ludwig showed in the preliminaries have already left an indescribably strong impression on the magic world.
“lane… … .”
Brim looked at his son’s back with his hands eagerly clasped together. He remembers the past when he also stood there.
‘It is no exaggeration to say that unlike the mid-term exam, which is an on-campus evaluation, the final exam also includes the off-campus evaluation… … Because people in the magic world are watching.’
Because of that structure, being top on the final exam is bound to mean more than being top on the midterm exam. It’s about taking the top spot in front of everyone.
“Mom, don’t worry too much! “Your brother’s expression is so calm!”
Seri pointed to Lane’s expression, but Elin shook her head firmly.
“He may have a calm expression, but he is in his head right now and his heart must be louder than the audience.”
I could say this with certainty because Elin also had perfect attendance at this senior event during her school days.
Over there, everything pours out.
The morning sunlight, the gaze of five thousand pairs, the mixed feelings of goodwill and antipathy… … You have to overcome all that pressure and unleash your best magic.
“Whoa… … .”
Christa Warden lightly clenched and unclenched her right fist and let out a long breath.
This is where the match is made… … .
Then, he made eye contact with Professor Caroline, who was looking at him from the other side of the audience. The teacher who guided him for nearly ten years.
‘Don’t be so nervous, Christa.’
‘I’m not nervous.’
My parents didn’t let me come. It’s obvious that if I come here, it will only become a joke… … But those days of shame will soon end.
‘Now I only have to overcome one wall.’
I glanced at Lane Ludwig. A descendant of the Sedog family who, like himself, stands in front of a desk without a chair.
“… … .”
From the judges’ seat, Professor Kyle watched the scene with deep emotion.
‘The only thing on the desk is paper, pencil, and ink. There is nothing else.’
And the only sound you can hear is the sound of your heartbeat, relentlessly pressing and urging you like the second hand of a broken clock.
‘Now the only thing the cadets can trust is the years they have accumulated so far.’
A state of extreme tension that only those who aim for the peak can feel… … Now, what will be the result this time?
“Then, from now on, we will begin the feast of beauty that will overshadow the second sun of
As soon as Kyle’s command rang out, the three cadets raised their brushes almost simultaneously, as if competing.
Christa has the elegance of an aristocrat.
Kayden is soft as a melody.
And Lane is a master thief.
As the ink from the three brushes fluttered in the air, the cheers once again reached their peak.
fantasy,
